Frank Reade, Jr.'s Prairie Whirlwind; or, The mystery of the Hidden Canyon

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Moname's" Latest and Best Storie s ;a.re Publisli.ed in This ]i}nte ed as Seeond Class Matter at the New York, N. Y Post 0./fice, October 5, 1892 ... To 95 { voliiPLETE} FRANK TousEv. PtrnLtSHER. 3 & 36 NoRTH MooRE sREET, Nmw YoRK { J"JncE } Vol IV New Xork, November 30, 189!. IssuED WEEKLY, 5 CJCNT8 Entered ac cording t o the Act of Congtess, in the year 1 89!, by FRA.NK TOUSEY, in the office of the Libr a rian of Congress, a t Washington, D. C Frank Reade, Jr.'s WHIRLWIND; OR, The Mystery of the Bidden Ca.nyon. .By NON.AME."

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2 FRANK READE, .JR.'S PK.A.IRIE WHIRLWIND. The subscription Price of the FRANK READE LIBRARY by the year i s $2.50: $1.25 per six months, post-paid, Address FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Box 2730, FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRL WIND;. OR, 'I'he lvfystery .of the Hidden CaTlyon. By "NONAME," Author of "The Missing Island; o1, Frank Reade, Jr.'s Wonderful Trip Under the Deep Sea," etc., etc. CHAPTER I. FRANK READE, JR., AND THE WHIRf WJND. DBEP down among pictur e sque hills wns situated the little city of Readestown. A beautiful river wended its way to the sea through the fertile valley. Here were located the machine shops where were per fected the wonderful inventions of the famo!ls and distingu[sbed young inventor, Frank Reade, Jr. Probably no man the world over is more wjdely ltnown or justly celebrated than the famous projector of the steam man, the electric horses and the submarine boat. EYery:hing which Frank Rende, Jr., essayed was bound to be a success. He seldom met with failure. Be had enriched himself with the product or his inventions, and eo want ed for nothing. His whole aoul was wrapped up in his inven tions. Closely attached to Frank were two faithful servants. Barney O'Shea, a good natured and witty Il'ishmnn, with a broad mug and a shock of red hair. A negro, lllack as a coal, named Pornp. These two were warm friends, null mucb devoted to their young master. Pomp was au Al cook and generally handy in other respects. Bar ney was a skilled enginear and a clever electl'iciao. Rumor had gone abroad that Frank R e nde, Jr., had been long at work upon a new invention. Just what this was remained for some while n myst er,y. But one day the newspapers or the country came out with thrilling reports of a projectell trip through the Far West lJy the young inventor. 'l'llis trip, It was reported, was to be made with n new invention called the "Prairi e Whirlwind." 'l'bis w a s a machine or vehicle or wonderful conttrnctloo. The Southwest, which was really the region Frank Intended to visit, was at the time afflict-ed with all the borro1 s of an Apache war. The savages bad made many and llorrii.Jle depredations, and troops had been called t o the rel'ief ol the settlers. Kno wing all this Frank Read e Jr. had perfected his machine for the purpose of oflEmsive a s well as defensive warfare. Be pad left nothing undone to m a ke it proof against the attacks of a foe. It w a s impervious to anything b1!t a cannon ball. A brief d e scription of the new machine might not be amiss here. In sllape \VIIS long and notoolike a howitz e r, with the tape ring off towara the front. The body w a s a shell of finest and toughest stee l. this there were windows ol plate gluss protected hy I.Jullet. proof netting and loopholes through which to fire at nti enemy. rile eotrance to the Whirlwind was bv means of a door in the reur and a small platfot m with stll4)s jutted out from this. Upon the top or this cylindrical body was a deck with long guard rails ltl!.lending Lo a high dasher In fron t anli behim! which upeo a pivot rested n pneumatic dynamite gun, the invention of Frank Readt.>, Jr., and which was capable. of throwing a proj e cttle fully a mile with dea f !ly etlect. Amid 3 llips there rose a tower or turret which hlld circular windows, and upon t h o front or which was located a powerful searcb-ligbt capaI.Jie of throwing a ray or light for two miles. Forward of this was a pagoda-shaped tower which served as the pilot-boose. Doors opened from both these towers upon the deck. The running genr of the Whirlwind consisted of a pair of high wheels behind and a traverse frame supporting four smaller wheels in front. These could be turned lJy a swttch in the pilot-house to the right or left so as to give a guiding power. The two rear Wht.>els were the drivers, and connected with powerful electric engines wbicb coold pro pel the machine at railroad speed. Forward wus a und n sharp, steel-pointed ram. This is a meager Joscription of the exte rior of the Whirlwind. Entering by door, the interior preoents a wonderful spectacle. First one stands in a vesttbule, beyond which is a small cabin Chamber, containing stands of arms and ammunition. .Beyond this !s the main cabin or suloo. This was dazzling to the eye. Frank Reade, Jr., bad spared no expenoe 10 making this apartment. a scene or beuuty. Richly upholstered furniture, heavy satin hangings, rich cabinets built into Llte llnll, with stores or silverware, cases of rare valuable books and scientific instruments. All these were deemed require-ments of the trip. Beyond the main salon came a number of comfortnlle state-rooms. Then the galley where Pomp did his cooking, and next the engine room. Here were the wonderful electric dynamos and engines, the invention of which were all a secret of Frank Heude, Jr. Of course none of these compartments aboard the Whirlwind wer e capacious, yet the passengers moved about with comparative easll nod w e r e not much cramp e d. Th e r e were pl e nty or Winchester rilles, lots of ammunition, and tw() el e ctric guns aboard the Whirlwind. 'l'bis made of her almost n traveling arsenal, and she was impervious to anything like au ordinary attack. T,lle wheels were provided with cushion robber tires so that j)IL or jar would be giv e n the occupants. Of cours e the machine was not constructed for use in u mountainous or rocky land. The.. great plains of the soutllw est afi'ortled a desir a ble surface for her to travel over. These were gaoernlly quite even and smooth in sur race. Quite a large quantity or stores and provisions could ba aboard the Whirlwind, so that she could travel in a desolate country for a long whil e without stopping. The Prairie Whirlwind was truly a wonder and one of the Inventive triumph S of Frank's car e er. Whil e the young inventor ha1 decided on a trip through the war convuls e d southwest he bad not as yet conceived any d e liuite object. or mission. But this fell to his lot in a curious way. Chancin" upon a para in a. daily pap e r Frank read the following in:reresting account. or tllrilling incidents which at once interested him: "Wall Ranch by Geronimo's ban:l of Apaches. Forcible abduction of the beautiful young daughter of Wesley Wall, one or the richest r!inchm e n i n N e w M e xico. ... A bnnd of Geronimo's Apaches, led by the red fiend Cut Nose, yeste rday mad e a d e scent up o n the ranch or Wesley Wall at Black: Range, N. M., and n e ar tht> mining town of Satan's Holt.>. Tile R a nchm e n w e re outnumbered and fought the r e ds gaflantly. bot w e re forced to r e tire to the inner stockade when a bo d y of United St a tes troops under Lieut. Carl came upon the scene ju s t in the nick or time. "Cut Nose beat a retreat into the bills. The cavalry pursued but be elud e d them. The saddest ev ent or the day was the mysterious disapp earance of Corinne Wall, the beautiful young daughter or the rnnctJ own e r. "That she hud fallen into the clutches or the Apaches could not be doubted. A band of r e scuers waR organized, bot no clew could be found. The agonized parent was frantic and offered a large reward her rescue. lt is believed that Cut Nose Intends -to hold her for rnusom;" Fmnk read this thrilling account, nod his veins tingled. Here was what seemed to hi!n like an oppqrtuoity to accomplish a heroic and --

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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. 3 philo.r.tbropic act, and at the same time alford him an ouject for vis iting the Southwest. I will endeavor to rescue that girl,'' he declared, resolutely. That will be sutHcient mission for me, and no doubt I shall succeed in lindiilg other cr...ses of the kind. '!'here will be work enough f or ns, I wtll venture." At this moment the door opened. A abort; comical figure appeared on the tbreahold. Shure, m!stber, I've jist had a biL o.v a. dispnt.e with the naygur, an'--" "Barney!" exclaimed Frank, peremptorily. "What do yon mean, sir! Have I DQt !oruidden you and Pomp indulging in disputes or .wrangling in auy fushiou !" Barney Jookea sheepish. "Shure, sor, I moind that," be replied; "but he was that fresh wid me, sor, I cudn't help tt. jist to wid me how yez had changed yer moin;J. an' wus not goin' sor, wid the Whirlwind. I towld him he Wll'S a Joiar, sor, an' shure l hope yez will beat me out in it." ''Don' yo' belieue dat, hbrse Franld" cried a shrill voice behind the Celt, and Pomp si:iled into the room. ' Dat l'ishman be jest too funny! I done bet him mah hat ngin his dat yo' wuz goin' to New Mexico, au'--" Begorrn, didn't I tell yez so?'' cried the Celt, making a grimace at Pomp. "Ain't New Mexico In the West, shuret" "No, salt!" reLorteJ Pomp; "it am not in de West." "Shure yez are of!', uaygur. Ph were the divtl isH thin?" lt am in de Soufwesll" Pomp grinned riumpbautly, and for a moment Barney was netUed. Then the Celt dropped bia hat and squared olf. "Don' yo' put yo' nasty hands on me, chile!" screamed Pomp. A ruction would have ensued then and there but for interposi tion of Frank Reade, Jr. None of that, you rascals:'' he cried. Be off about your duties. ti shall start for New Mexico on Thursday. Have the Whirlwind packed in sections aboard freight cars, and everything else in readi ness for the The two jokers, for such they were, stood for a moment with de lighted faces and flashing eyes. Then each gave a whoup of joy. "Ki dar! I'se gwine to de Soufwest!" Begorra, it's off we are!'' Pomp cut a pigeon wing and Barney threw a flip-tlap through the coor. Away they went in wild enthusiasm to execute their orders. The anticipation l.'f the trip to N.:lw Mexico was a source of keenest .delight to them. There was nothing they enjoyed more th10u these trips of adventure with Frank Reade, Jr. The young inventor laughed at their comical exit and muttered: Fajtllful fellows! I could not well undertake such a trip them! I trust we shall have the best or fortune!'' Then he set about collecting all such material in the ottice as be wished to take with birn. He was thus busily engaged, when suddenly there came a tap at the door. He had Belln a messenger lwy cross the yard of the maclline shops while glancing out or the window. At once he crieu: ''Come in!" The door opened and the messenger boy held out his book. Frank signeu bls name and broke the seal of the telegram. And as he read it a great cllar.ge came over his face. Th e contents of the dispatch were of great interest as well as entirely unexpected. It fumished yet a stronger incentive for the trip to New Mexico. CPAPTER II. AT BIG OAP-THE DESPERADOES. THUS the telegram read \ .. "BIG GAP, NFw MExiCo, JuNE Hl, 18-. "FRANK READE, JR., U. S. A.-I have beard much of you auJ your wonderful inventions. Cannot you give me atdf My darling daughter Corinne has been stolen away by the Apaches and I am in horror and despair. I feel sure that you, with your flying machine, can rescue her. Answer and relieve the agonized heart of a sorrowing father. WESLEY WALL." "This is queer," muttered Frank. "I was just about to start for New Mexico with that purpose in view.; Theu he s .at down and wrote a reply as follows: "WEBLEY WALL: "I am now on my way by special train to your place. Shall my new Prairie Whirlwind, and will uo all I can to aid you to recover your stolen daughter. Keep up heart. "Yours ever, FRANK READE JR." The messenger boy made a hasty exit, and Frank now set rapidly at work to accomplish all preparations for bis departure. In some way au account of the pruposed trip to New Mexico leaked out. Ever willing reporters at once flooded the newspapers with the re port. Frank Reade Jr., and his new Prairie Whirlwind became at once famous. So when the day of departure came and the special train aboard which the machine was packed was at the depot, a great crowd gathered to see the party off. It required three cars to carry the framework and parts of the Whirlwind. The fourth was a private car in which the explorers t.ra veled. Frank. bade good-by to his frien!ls atid the cheering crowd, and with Barney and Pomp went aboard the train. lt rolled out of the depot. Readestown was quicldy left behind and t!Je great journey was begun. 'l'here was no railroad to Satan's Hole. Its was at Big Gap, accordingly that was the objective point. Night and any the spech\l train sped on. At the large ctties brief stops were made. Here the depots were alwl\ys crowded with curious people who were eager to see what the Whirlwind looked like. 'l'heir desire, however, was not very well gratified as the machine 'lfhs carefully packed away in sections in the cars. But tbey did get a cbauce to look at the famous travelers, Frank Reade, Jr., Barney and Pomp Big Gap was far out at the end of a branch llne of the Southern Pacific, and in a wild region. However, it was reached in safety, and then the work of disembark ation began. Ski!Jed workmen, who were to return, bad come as far as this point to aid iu putting the machine together. This was being done under Frank's supervision, when a little inci dent for a time interrupted proceedin:;s. Hig Gap was a typical New Mexico town, with its coterie of miners, herders and gamu!ing sharps. 'l'ne arrival o f the special tmin had excited no little interest, and ns a result nearly the entire population came down to the depot to see what was going on. No little commeut was made as the Whirlwind hegau to take shape beueatb the efi'orts of workmen. By jimcracks, Hill!" cr!ed. one tough-looking sport to a compan ion, l shed say here wuz a pooty how-de-do! 'l'bese yer tenderfeet seem ter be takin' a heap o' liuerties in our kentry, eh?'' By Jeremiah! yew air right, Dan Burley!" retorted the other, as be to) ed with the handle or a six-shooter. Kain't say I jist approve of it." We're durned fools tew stand hynr au' see it goin' on, ail' make 'em pay no tribute to tills 1-re m.unicipa!itv," growled Dan Burley.' "Ain't we cits of this fesLive bll)'g, eh, Bill Sharp!'' Reckin we air!" Ain't notbin' hea stuck enny harder in my crop fer some time!" "Me nuther!'' "TIJet settles it! I'll go down an' represent this leetle municipality just as a patriotic cit ought ter dew!" "Kerect! I'm back or ye!" Frauk was busy ins t ructing bl9 workmen bow to adjust some parts or the Whirlwind, when he heard a sound in bis rear, heavy hand tapped hia shoulder. Frank turned and faced the desperado Burley. He instantly sized him up, and knew thnL trouble mnst come. Burley's face was as red as a lobster, and his voice was thick: and maudlin, and his manner swaggering, 1)8 he said: "Hello, pilgrim!" Frank coolly rephecl: Well, ;vhat is it?" The Westeru tough's hand flew instantly to the butt of biB revolver. But he dill not draw lt. He glared at Frank for a moment, and then gritted: Pooty fresh fer a tenderfoot!" Well, wbnt do you want!" said the young inventor, coolly. ":My time is valuable. State your business!" He !;new well the charucter of the man before him. He was aware of the fact that bluff was the best game played in an emergency lik& the present. So be proceeded to meet Burley upon his own ground. "State my business, ell?'' roared the desperado. Wall, yew kin bet the last man who llridled up tew me thet way is planted under six feet or earth, au' left a weeping widder ter mourn him. D'ye kc.ow whoiam!y "1 know you're n lmllv and a coward!" Frank looked sternly, umlliuchingly into tlui villain's eyes. ' Wbatl" roared Burley, again lingering the butt or revolver. Shall I say it again?'' asked Frank. The desperado urusbed bnck tbe brim of his slouch hat and looked at Fran!; hare! for a moment. 'l'ben he said: "It's a wonder I dicln't shoot ye fer that." You didn't dare to!" said Frank, i n the same, steely manner. Am I not right!" "I know yew are a condemned greenhorn an' I take ntercy on ye. But it'll pay ye to be civil.'' "Well, allow that. WbM do you want!" I want to know what right ye've got to cum into tber respectable burg of Big Gap an' disturb tber peace in this manner? WhaL sort of a derrick air yew rigging up thar!" Are you the mayor or the sheriff?" I'm a peacemaker in this ere town and a regulator of ther peace. I don't 'low no teuderfoot liKe you tew step in hyar an' boss me neit ber. Afore yew kin go a step with this highfalutin' ar rangement, yew hev got tew show.Yer license!" "Have I!" "Yes, an' lively tew!" Burley swelled up and aesumed a blustering attitude. For a mo mP.nt Frank WQ!I undecided how to act. He was not at all anxious to have a fight with any or the desper acloes of the place immedtate!y upon entering it. For all be knew these people stanuing about were all friends or colleagues of the ruf fian's and stood ready to help him.

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FRANK READE, \JR.'S PRAIRIE WBHtLWIND. Bot a sudden impulse seized lnm to meet the rascal with his own ammunition. Be acted instantly. He saw til at Burley's band was upon the butt of his revolver. He knew the instinctwe quickuess with which these desperadoes made a "draw" or ol>tained a drop. He knew tbat if the advantage Wa8 to be his he must act with great rapidity. Be did so. It seemed swifter than a flash of light that his hand flew out of his pocket and the muzzle of his revolver was full in Burley's face. 1 "This is my license!" The villain's weapon had leaped forth but ho was too late. He dared not bring it up to use it. He was caught at his own game. Frank Reade, Jr., held the drop on bim for a dead certainty. "Thunder an' blazes!" he gasped. "Yew hev uone it! I cave, atrawoger. Yew bev the drop!" Bill Sharp, tbe second desperado, seeing that his pal was with )ieodish purpose, pulled his revolver and tlred almost point blank at Frank. But the bullet went wide. Barney, who had com.e forward with a swift leap, struck up his arm and the bullet wbistled into space. "Whurrool'' yelled the excited Celt, "be me sowl, yez will niver shoot Misther Frank while I'm aloive. Have at yez, fer a black hearted omadbouo! Take that, yez ahirty baste!" And Barney sailed into the like an infuriated tiger. DThe revolver was knocked yards away. The Celt planted blow after blow in swift succeRsion upon the scour.drel's skull and face with his ists and S!Jarp felllik\l a lo:,; to the ground. Frank held the drop on Burley who had thrown up his arms. "I cave!'' be cried. "Yew IJ'lv got t .he drop, friend. l'lli yours!" "You miserable dog!" cried Frank, With virtuous wrath. "Wbat do you mean by attackineas in this murderous fashion!" The crowd attracted by the pistol-sbot were now upon the scene. The excitement wns most intense. The sympathies of nil to Frank's joy were with him. "Give it to ther blnck-benrted cayotel" was the general cry. "Ye've a right ter kill him nn' he'll never be missed I" "No doullt he deserves itt" cried Frank. "but I don't want his worthless life. You miserable scoundrel, I will give you one minute to get"out of sight. If you n in the world who can save my daughter." \ "I will do the best I cau, '' replied Frank." "I am assured of that. Cut Nose is a cunning fellow and will give roaghbred Tom. '!'he latter gripped hands with him, nod said earnestly: Mr. Reade, if you can rescue that young girl, you will win the everlasting good will of every right-minded man in the Southwest." I will try,'' replied Frank, resolutely. I can do no better than that." "Very true, sir." Frank took Wall and aboard the Whirlwind as soon as the workmen had succeeded in putting the machine togetber. The sur prise and interest of the two meQ as they inspected the machine was extremely great. This is a most wonderful vehicle!" cried Wall. "Indeed, Mr. Rende, you could defeat the whole Apache nation." HI could meet them in the opon field I dare say r could," replied Frank. I fear you will not have the chance." In <.teed r TlJe Indian, you know, shoos an encounter with his foe in the open.'' That is very true. In that case we must invade his stronghold and run him to earth.'' "Just so. I shall pray for your success. Bat what is this I" hear! You have bad a little rub with two desperadoes since coming here!" "Indeed I have,'' replied Frank. "Do you know them?" 'l'beir name11T" Bill Sharp and Dna Burley." Wall gave a sharp cry. "Do I k11ow them?" be exclaimed. Well, I should say sol It is more than half suspected that Sharp is the cause of my oauguter's abductiop.'' Franlc ivas astonished. 1 How so?" he exclaimed. "It is believe
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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. 5 They would never have been able to keep up with it bad the machine ron at full speed. But Fmuk kept it at a uniform rate which llid !lOt allow them to get out or sight, And thus they traveled on all that day. When night came it was necessary to camp, as the horses could not proceed further. The Whirlwind came to a stop by a little timber oasis and the two horae men came up witll their jaded steeds. "Hello!" sllouted Wall. Our horses can never keep up with you -we've got to stop hete." Is tllut so!" cried Frank. That is a great pity.'' Can you travel after dark with that maclline!" Why, How much further is it to Satan's Hole?" About lifty miles.'' We can be til re by ten o'clock if the trail ie the way." Well, it is." An idea occurred to Frank. He was much averse to camping, especially when ao near his destination as tifty miles. The Whirlwind could easily malie it. in ,tllree hours. So be acted upon impulse, and said: What can you do with your horses i! we take you aboard as passengers!" "Do you mean that?" cried Wall, excitedly. "It looks to be the best move!" "Hooray I that's just what suits us. We don't want to intrude--" "Pshaw!" exclaimlld Frank. "You are more than welcome. It is queer that I did not or it before!" "We're your huckleberries!" It is evident that both were delighted at the idea or a ride aboard the Whirlwind. "What about your horses?'' asked Frank. "They will go back to the rancll all right enough by themselves." "They will!" "Oh, yes. They know their way as well as we dol" The saddles and bridles were removed from the two mustangs and they were allowed their freedom. A moment later ths two herdsmen with tlloir equipments were on the Whirlwind's deck. Frank at once'ftarted the Whirlwind away again upon her westerly course. 'l'be two new pal!sengers enjoyed the siluatiou immensely. Darkness now had begun to settle down thick and rust. But Frank pressed a litUe button and instantly t-he interior o! the cabin, as well as the deck as all ablaze with light. The sent a4;rilliaut pathway across the plain lor miles. Of course it was easy for tile Whirl wind to proceed nuder tllese con ditions. They had now come to au immense tract of country which was overgrown with a matting of deep dry grass. A dry season bad made this like tinder, and when suddenly a line appeared upon ti.Je southern horizon it surprised no one when Wall cried: ... Mercy on us! The prairie is on tire." It was true that !rom some cause or other the plain had become ig nited, and an immense conflagration was sweeping over the country. Frank viewl'd the scene for some moments with a feeling of uncer tainty, What sbomld he do! He bad rio desire to ron headlong into what seemed certain death. On the other band it seemed scarcely safer to turn lmck. A prairie fire generally runs with great speed, and it takes bnt little time to head off the traveler unless he takes Instant measures for his safety. There was lhe alternative o! running northward !rom it. But Frank was loth to g.> ao far from their course. He was ex tremely anxious to reach Satan's Hole that night. So his mind was ninde up. "Put on all speed, Barney!" he cried. We most beat the tire to the westward. This dry plain must end somewhere, o:nd it we can reach the edge or we will' loe safe." Go aheali is it, sor?" asked Barney. "Yes." All roigh t, sor !" The travelers stood on the dec!;: of tke Whirlwind and watched the \ thrilling scene. With the rapidity of tile wind thll flumes had burst in to life all along the horizon. Up into the heavens they inounted, going higher and big3er, and seeming to gain volume and speed every instant. It was truly a wonderful sight. And on sped the Whirlwind like its veritable namesake. It was a race against the flames-a race for life. Every moment this became more and more palpable, for th,e fire ran witb increased fury and seemed to gain most rapidly. CHAPTER IV. A RACE FOR LIFE, THE. deadly peril in which they now were, was well understood by Frank Reade, Jr. He knew that to be overtaken by the tlames, meant the total de struction of tte Whirlwind. Not that there was much about hJYr that was combustible, for she was of solid steel, but the of the bent upon the electric machinery would ruin it. Besides, all on board would no doubt he roasted like pigs in au oven. It was not pleasant to contemplate. "N:>l" concluded the young inventor. We must get out of here instanter." H\'1 shouted to Barney to put on fresh speed; the race now became thrilling. Tile tlumes bad gained frightful volume, and were rising thouRal)dS of feet iu thll air. On they came with imposing grandness. But d e atb ran on before them, which fact altogether spoiled the beauty o! the scene for the travelers. They were only too eager to get out of reuclJ, On and on sped the Whirl wing. It did not seeo1 as if greater speed could be added. And yet the Jlarnes gained. Already their horrible heat could be felt. lt/llOW became evident tblit the only salvation of the party lay in to the northward. This was dead before the tire. It the \'1llirlwi[Jd was put to full speed, there was a chance yet to outrun the lire. Instantly the machine was brought abo1,1t. But at this moment, Frank's inventive gemus came to the rescue. Wall and Talcot were quite pale and much worried. "Do you think there is any chance for us, Frank!" asked the ranch owner. "Chance?" exclaimed the young inventor, curtly, "I'll make a. chance. I ought to have done it before!" Pomp cut a pigeon wir.g, 1 done tin!' yo' needn't worry, gem mens!'' be said, with a comical grin. "Kain't nothin' beat Marse Frank. He allus bah a cure fo' eberyting. I done tluk be tix dat ar perairy tire pooty quick!" W and Talcot were not a little puzzled as well as interested to see how thia wonderful feat would be accomplished. Franl;: vaoiabetl in the cabin. Wbe!l be came out be had a heavy lead weight and a long coil of wire. At this Wall laughed. "Is that what you are going to beat the fire with, Frank!'' he ask ed. "You shall see!" replied the young inventor, coolly. He threw tile weight far out upon tl!e prairie and began to pay out the wire. Barney slacked the speed or the Whirlwind and by Frank's direc tion made a zig -zag route to the westward aud then again to the eastward. Then Frank said: "Stop l!er, Barney!'' The machine came to a stop. The tire was now bot tllao three miles distant, and coming on with the speed or a race horse. It seemed suicidal for the Whirlwind to stop. Wail and Talcot each held his breath. Tiley were more puzzled than ever. But a revelation was at band, The wire which Frank had thrown out was of a combustible materitt.l, an Invention of his own. It was conuected With the dynamos, and as the lull force of tJ;e electric current shot though it, a lo.pg line of counter fire ran through the grass. In a moment this was moving away ahead of the WJJirlwind, and leaving a broad and blackened plain in its wali:e. Behind this fire the Whirlwind slowly moveu o .n. Frank's purpose was instantly seen. As soon as the old lire reacb ed this burnt strip of course Its career was ended. The Whirlwind was in the rear or the new lire, and had nothing to [ear from it. The day was saved by a Vdl'Y neat and clever trick. There was sufficient time for the new fire to get far enough ahead of the old one, so that theW hirlwind was safe from the injurious etlects of the heat, tlwugh the air was a bit stilli!Jg for a tiine. The Whirlwind was now out o! danger. A short. wbil'e alter sl)e was again running full speed t:> the west ward, It is needless to say that Wall and Tulcot were much impress ed with Frank's cleverness at eva<.ling the deadly peril. But as they were running on ovet the blackened plain, suddenly Talcot pointed to the eastward, und cried: "Look! Who is there!" rwo horsemen were seen galloping along in the verge of the burnt tract and just visible in the glare or the flumes, They were seen to suddenly draw rein as if the sight of t.be Whirl wind bad surpTised them. Then without further ado they wheeled Lheir horses and fled like mad over the rolling plain. Such a curious movement as this surr:risedall on hoard the Whirlwind. t Begotra, it's afraid of us they arl'l" cried Barney. I don' !Ink dey bah berry good manners to be so berry unsociable as dati" cried Pomp. But Wall nod had both been studying the distant horsemen, and now Wall With white, set face turned. 1 1 I think I can explam it,'' he said. Indeed!" said Fran!\, What is it?" Those two horsemen are the originators of this prairie lire, which was intended to engulf us." What!'' cried Frank in amazement; "do you believe that!'' I feel sure of it! They 'are Bill Sbarp and Dan Burley. They fol lowed ns out 1of Big Gnp, and getting to southward or us, no doubt thought they would settle our fate forever!" The scoundrels!" cried Fran!;:, "I've a mind to give chase!" It would be of little use. We shall run acrose til em again.''

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6 FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. "You are right we will!" cried the young inventor, "and then they will not escape so easrly!'' "We will all loot' to that." The dastardly scheme of the two ruffians to <'lestroy the Whirlwmd bad failed. That they wo,uld try agam there was no doubt. The whirlwind uow kept rapidly on her way toward Satan's Hole. No further incident was met, until suddenly the search-light shone full against a mount a in wall about two miles di!taht. "'l'hat is the Sentinel Rangel'' cried Wall. "We pass through that and into a valley, and Satan's Hole lies below us. We shall lle there very soorr now!" "Hello!" criej Talcot, with sodden excitement. "What is that?'' Along the pathway of light myriads of forms suddenly swarmed just ahead. "Indians!" shouted Wall. "Apaches, as I live!'' the yelling of the savage borda could be beard rising high on the night air. They were really lying in wait for the mail stage from Big Gap and bad mistaken the Whirlwind for it. On they cume in a body to the charge, mounted upon their lithe ponies; their lances gleamed in the glare of tha electric light. It waa a moment. The Whirlwind l\ept on at her rapid rate. The savages directly in her path were legion. For some moments those on the deck CJf the Whirlwind were at a loss how to act. But they were called to their senRes in a sudden and startling manner. Bullets began to whi
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I FRANK READE, JR.. 'S PRAIRIE WHIRL WIND. lookina character slipped out of the crowd and touched Frank on the arm. 0 '-He made a mysterious gesture and the young inventor said: Well, what is It?" "Come apart a. leetle, stranger," saitl this individual. "I want to talk with you!" Frank looked the fellow over. He was a man just past middle-age and dressed in a rough garb, whicb wad a cross between the garb of a plainsman and that of civi lization. His manner was secretive, his keen, foxy visage was lit up witb a sharp puir of gray eyes wbicb looked furtively about. Frank yielded to the fellow's invitation, and followed him to a corner or tte room. Here tile stranger pausetl and giving Frank a side-long glance began to rub his bunds, aod said: Yew dou't know who I am, do ye?'' "I am sure I do not," said Frank. "Waal, I'm Nicholas Grip, the gold-aeeker. Everybody knows me. I've found more pucket.s of gold iu these ere bills than any othijr man. But thet's all the good it ever did me!" "Indeed!" exclaimed Frank. What bas that to do with me!" "With you?' "Yes." "It baa a heap to d .o. Yew would like to know where the Hidden Canyon is, wouldn't ye! ' The fellow leered at Frank in a semi-idiotic and cunning way. The young inventor gavE!' a great start. "Yes," he replied. "I would like to kDQw quite well." Wall,'' said Nicholas Grip, gleefully rubbing his hands. "I'm the unly man in this part o! the wes. t who ever set eyes on Lhe Hidden Canyon!" What'/" exclaimed Frank, !)agerly, "then you have seen the canyon!" "Yes!" know where it is." "I do!" Will you take us to it!" Tbe gold-seeker rubbed hl3 bands and laughed gleefully. Frank began to !11ncy that he was insane. I can do it!" he said. Will you do it?" Grip nodded his bead in assent." Take me with you on board yoor electric machine,'' be ssid. "I will take you directly to the Hidden Canyon!" You shall be repai'd.'' Grip scowled at this. "I don't want any pay!" he declared, "talk wilh your friends. When yew are ready tew go I ami" Frnnk turned and went tlack to the others. They had b!:f)o watch ing his coulab with Grip. Well,'' laughfld Haines, the taverc-keeper "that chap has got a foul of you, bus be? Did he tell you of a ricu gold pocket?" "Is tbat his weakness?" asked Frank. "Indeed it is,'' replied Tom Talcot. ".And he never wants remun eration. .A strange sort o! philanthropist is Nicholas Grip. Many a fortune bas be discovered for other people.'' "Then bi! claims are genuine!" "Certainly,'' replied Wesley Wall. "Some of the richest pockets of gold In these hills w .. re brought to light by him." "Yon don't mean iU" "Yes, I do.'' Frank became somewhat excited. "What ofler do you thins: he made me?'' be asked. "Can't "He claims that he knows just where the Hidden Canyon is, and that he can take us rigbt to it.'' Startled exclamations escaped the lips of Walland Talcot. "Did he say that?'' cried Wall. "Yes. I did not fancy that his tale was a genu! no one." "Oh, Grip Is reliable!" cried TL.icot. "What he says he means, but he is very eccentric. There are only certain people to whom he will tell his secrets. You are fortunate to be a favored one. Go and close -with him at once!" "What!" exclamed Frank in surprise. "Do you really believe that he knows of the locality of tbe Hidden Canyon!" "Why, certaiuly, if. be says so. He knows more abo .ut these bills than any living man. He seems to bear a charmed life, for no .Apache b.ullet has ever deterred him in his trips or exploration." Frank neet!ed no further bidding. He at once approached Gri);). "My good friend!" he cried, warmly; "I am constrained to accept your offer. Ir you cun really aid us to rescue Corinne Wall you will be able to place a great Christian act to your credit.'' Grip laughed again in bis gleeful way aild said: "You shall see. It shall be so. Nicholas Grip never fails. Will you go in the morning!" "With the break of day," said Frank. "I will be on hand. Remember, Nicholas Grip never fails.'' With Ins peculiar, chuckling laugh, the fellow ambled away. Frank watched him curiously out or sight. Then he turned to the others. "It is queer!'' he declared; "but I feel sure that old fellow will bring us good reRoits." Wesley Wall's race was radiant. "I feel more hopeful than aver," he said. Grip is very reliable.'' .As there was no further reason for remaining in the bor-room, tl:!e three men went back aboard the Whirlwind. Barney and Pomp had meanwhile been vigilant. Bot nobody had attempted to do the machine any damage. Frank and his companions went into the cabin to hold a conference upon action for the morrow. .As Fmnk passed Barney and Pomp he said: "I know you two rascals want to go oft' on a lark. Well, go ahead. I will look out for the Whirt wind until you get back." It is needless to say that this permission was eagerly accepted by the two jokers. CHAPTER VI . THE SIGNAL >.RES. BARNF.Y and Pomp har:l no dearer desire than to got out and do the town. The permission given by Frank was therefore just what Lbey wanted, Pomp stood on his head. and Barney danced a jig. Ki-yi, chiltll" cried the darky. "I jes' lay fo' to bab some fun wid de natives ob dis place a!o' mornin' come." yez are roight, naygurl" cried Barney. "I'm wid yez!" Pomp went down to his state-room and put on his best togs. Tbe colors were or the usual killing kind. When he came up be was a sight for a comiC almanac. He carried bis banjo under his arm. When B11rney appeared be looked iike an edition of a Galway sport fresh from Donnybrook Fair. He carried his fiddle carefully under his arm. Together these two jokers out or the Whirlwind and marched into the saloon, or rather bar-room or the Hoof and Horn. Their appearance created a sensation. ., Tbe denizens of Satan's Hole were quaint themselves, but they had never seen n ake-ups like this before. Loungers straightenell up and squinted at the two, gamblers drop ped cards, and chips and stared. H wns truly a wonderlul sight to them. Bust my galluses!" muttered one rough sport. What d'ye call them picters! I never seed anythin' like that afore outen a dream." But Barney ami Pomp were apparently oblivious of all about them. Tbey marched up to tbe bar and each slapped down a silver dollar. Gib dis chile a little 'gator juice wid a pine tree in it," said Pomp, pompously. "I'll have a Dublin smash wid a s lUeeze in it, see!" said Barney, loftily. The bartender stared at his new custo'}lers and elevated his chin. "Talk United States," he saio, grutll.y. "If ye want a cocktail or a Tom and Jerry, I kin give it to ye." "Oh, 'scuse mel" said Pomp, tw1sting around on one heel and thrusting a thumb in the arm-bole of his vest. "I thought I was in London. De cocktail will do this chile!" "I ax yure pardon!" sa1d .13arney, deferentially. ".As long as it'a not in Oireland I am, I'll take the Tom a!ld Jerry, au' be loively, too!" The barkeeper pullell his long mustache fiercely, and as he mixed the" chained lightning,'' be vou;Jhsafed : "Look hyar, sports. Ain't got notbin' agio ye, but ye're not in Dublin nor ye ain't in Lunnon. See! Ye're in ther wilq an' woolly South wPst, and there's lots of sharks lookln' fer jest sicb pigeons as yew! Keep yer heads level!" Barney and Pomp gwallowed the drinks, made up wry faces at their vileness, and then Barney struck up a on his Iiddle. In a moment a great crowd was gathered about the two fun-loving chaps. Barney fiddlad away, and Pomp daoced a lively clog. '!.'hen t11e darkey played a rattling, bar.ging selection on the banjo and sar.g some plantation songs. .A lively time followed. At once the two attaches of Reade, Jr., became extremely popular. There is nothing the miner likes better than music and entertain meru. SLOrms of applause rewarded the musical efforts, and the two played and sang until nearly exhausted. 'fhey were treated and ngain, until finding that they were getting a trifle mellow, they wisely abandoned the lark ar.d went back to tbe Whirlwind. There were n few hours yet before dawn and they were glad enougi. to aYml themselves of these for slumber. However, when daybreak came all were astir. Frank was anxious to get away as soon as possible. Nicholas Grip was on hand promptly. The eccentric old gold seeker came aboard the Whirlwind, and hil first move was to go about curiously examining it. "Well, Nicholas," said Frank after a while. "What do you think of her?'' The gold seeker shook hi!! bead. "Beyond mel" he declared. "I don't understand it. Won1erfull" This was all that be would vouchsafe. Bot when the Whirlwind rolled away and out or town, he ant by the rail and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the sensation. 1 "He is a queer old fellow!" laughed Frank. "No doubt this is an experience which be will never forget!" "Be sure of itl" said Wall. "The old goldseeker knows bat little or the world outside or New Mexico. He has spent all his life here.'' The Whirlwind rapidly left Satan's Hole behind. Up out or the valley she sped, and soon was in a pass whlci. led out of the Sentinel Range to the westward

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8 FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. An boor Inter they wllre npon broad plains sweeping north and I "Begorra, Misther Frankl" crird Pomp, wildly, "it's a bad Jix south to tile horizon line. But to the westward was a di!IJ range or we're in. H wan av tbim big stones bits us, w e 're dont; fori" bills. "That is Cried Wesley Wall, Ill alarm. "l'rn afra1d we're "The Apache Mountains!" said Wall. "Tile Hidden Canyon and in a bad scrape, Frank." the st ronahold of Cut Nose is in those bills. 1'hey are forty miles dis-"Hold your horses!" said the young inventor, coolly. We'll taut.'' "' soon tlx that." "Then we will be there in two hours," said Frank. "H Mr. Grip Without a moment's hesitation Frank sprang to the wbeel. keeps word und takes us to the lliddeu Canyon, we shall very soon He guve it a quick turn, set the Whirlwind back a few yards and know the fate of your daughter." then run around the bowlder in ita patll. He madt> a straight course Wall turned dea1lly pale and paced the deck with an agitated manup tile canyon. ner. But, mtrepid and daring as he was, Frank saw that lle was incur-L God urant that she lives!'' he said, fervently. ring a most terrible risk. . On spe3 the Wbirlwind over the plain. Every moment the Apache Tile savages were rollin g enormous bowlders to the verge or the biils grew nearer. Old Ni<;bolas Grip watcbed them intently. can,Y?n Sooner or later one of these must u pon the machine . Suddedy be started up with a sharp cry. 'J:lus of couree w o ultl mean rum to tile W\nrlwlDd. Such a horrible WIJat's the matter!" asked Frank, who wna near. contingency must be avoided. "Look!'' the ao\dseeker. Kain't yew see that column of .But how! This was the queatiou. smoke on thet hiah Frank dislikP.d to turn about and go back in his course. Yet to go "Yes!'' rPpliedFmnk. ahead seemed to invite certain disaster. "Don't ve know what tbet means!" Wh:Lt was to be done? Certainly sometbing very qickly, or 11 ter "No!'' rible catastrophe would result. Wall, jest watch tbet other peak tbar; do ye see now!" "Another column or &moke!" Exactly!" Wbat does it mean!'' THE FIGHT IN THE CANYON. CHAPTER VII. "It means tllet are signal fires. Ther savages know we are IN fearful predicament Frank Reade, Jr., was perhaps tbe cool coming, an' tgey'll have n bot reception fer us!" est man on boaru. Fran I' knew that this was right. The young invent<>r seldom lost command or his nerve. It was thm This was tiJe Ap11che method of signaling, and he knew that It was remarkatJie faculty that now saved the day. very effective. But he was puzzled. He cllanced to see just in the nick of time a shelt e red spot, where How should tiJey be warned of our comingf' he asked. I have the canyon wall jutted out and formed a sort of partinl roof. not seen a aign ol an Indian yetl" Under this he ran tile Whirlwind. It was not a moment too soon. Olcl Nicholas smiled. A huge bowlder craslled down upon the spot the maclline had just Some of them young bucks bev got reg'lnr telescope eyes!" be left. declared. Didn't yew run intew a wave or 'em afore yew got into All up and down the rocks antl debris were being showered Satan's Hole!" down ovet the cliffs. "You are right,'' cried Frank, with sudden "We ltwas tllat the rerlsklns had adopted the best and ouly mode did. Then it was them who carried tile news to the hills!" of sale attack upon the Whirlwind. "In course!" For the Jirst ume since se ttlng out upon the expedition, Frank "Undoubtedly they are prepared for our coming!" Reade, Jr., was stumped.-" Yew kin bet they air!" Tiley were by the overhanging wall and were for the nonce What do you advise!" safe, but .l:ts was all that collu be said. "Keep straigbt on. Thar ain't no other move. Yew can't work They could go neither forward nor back. The canyon was almost any surprise on 'em yew bet!" blocked with tile huge rocks. So Frank followed the advice of the gold-seeker. The machine kept Wllat was to be done! on until the hills loomed up near at hand. The savages seemed for the moment to have gained the upper hand The signal fires pad now out It was a certainty that the but Frank R r ade, Jr., was not tl!e one to yield easily to defeat. Whirlwind was the cynosure of many pairs of keen eyes on the heights He quickly hit upon a plan of action about. "It looks as if we were stuck, Frank!" cried Wall. Is it easy to e1;1ter the bills!" asked Frank of the old goldseeker. I guess not yet," replied the 'young in-ventor, in a "Quite eo, I reckln," replied ''Easier Lew gi& tn then way. We w11l speedily ascertain." tew git out." Wllat are you going to do!'' do you meanf' "What I ought to have done il! the first place, and that is clear "Wily, 1 reckin they'll try tew git the best of ye after ye git intew yond e r clills of the red imps." the hills. Tbet's their game not tew lek ye git out if they kin." "Can you do it?'' Fra::Jk smiled at this. We'll see." He began to see f\ln ahead. Fruuk went forward and had soon l'eached the turret. He stepped Yon don't mean to say that they'll pitch onto us as soon as we out upon deck. an1 put Ilia band upon the breech of tile dynamite gun. get into the hills!" be asked. It required but a momel't of time to insert u projectile. The pneu "Yes, I do." mati<: chamber was drawn back and l!e pressed tile spring. "WIJat would you udvise!'' Out or tbe muzzle of the gun leap e d the deadlr dynamite projectile. Don't go in." It struck the brow o! th e cliff witb a tllunderous roar. The damage But--" 1 executed was most frightful to contP.mplute. Stay outside. Arter midnight yew an' I will risk a scout over the As chance had it, fully a score or tbe Apaches were tere secreted divide. P'raps we kin git into tke bidden canyon." behind !leaps of rock. "If we were sure of not being overpowered, would it not be better ThllY fancied tllemselves s ecure. They were undeceived in a most to go into the hills!" asked Frank. startling mfmner. I reckon it would." Deatb met them nlmost instantly. Tile rocks about were shivered Tllen we will do so," declared Frank, resolutely. "I will risk and powdered, and the bodies of the savages burled in uir. their tbe Wllirlwind. They'll have to uo some tall lighting Some of tllem came tumbling down into the canyon. They were if they do.'' frightfully mutilated. Cut Noee is a tighter," said Nicholas, significantly. For a moment the event silenced the yells of the Apaches all up at:d "I don't care if he is!" cried Frank, wltiJ impulse. I am going down the gorge, but then they broke forth more fierce and savage tllan In there. Show us the paas, Nicllolus. ever. The golil-seeker diu so. The machine entered the pass, and almost Frank smiled sardonically. Immediately the fun began. \ This waa just what he wanted, as it enabled hlm to locate the largest A chorus or yells went up, and were echoed from various points up bodies of the foe. through the pass. He sighted a spar ot the canyon wall some two hundred yards fur Th" savages were gathered in force upon the canyon walls and the ther up the gorgjl. Here, he was sure, a large number of the foe were mountain side. conce a led -That meant to give the invaders a bot reception was certain. Without a moment's IJe sighted the electric gun. There From the canyon walls a fusillade of bullets and arrows came ruinwns a his sing sound, a recoil. lng down upon the Whirl wiD d. 'l'ben another projectile st uck the wall nt that angle. The air was Of course, these did no harm. The machine kept on up the gorge. filled with l:lying bodies and rocks. But the crisis was at hand. Again and again Frank S('llt the deadly bombs along tile mountain Suduenly Barney in tile pilot house let a terrified yell. He wall. From every biding-place the savages were driven in wild con-gripped the brake valve and brougbt the Wllirl wind to a stop. fusion. Not a mom!lnt too soon. In IP.BB time than it takes .to tell it be ball literally swept the canyon A mighty bowlt\11r Cllme crashing down into the canyon an,d comwall or the red foe. pletely blocked tbe course of the machine. It was a close cull for the For the nonce the coast wa s clear; but how were they to proceedt machine. Tons of bowlders lay tn the Whirlwind's path. Had the bowlder struck it, it would have been demolished. '' l.ou've cleaned 'em out, Frank!" cried Wall; "but how are Here was a contingency for which Frank had not provided. Showgoing to go ahead!'' era ol stones and bowlders came rattling do _wn into the canyon. I "It looks dubious," agreed Frank.

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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. Nicholas Grip, the gold seeker, had wi:uesse d all with much inter" All roigbt, sorl'' est. Tile query of Wall attracted his attet>J;ion. The Whirlwind rolled forward and Grip ran on ahead. It was rather "Tbere is a way I" he declared. rough ground over the rise, but then the mouth of the gorge was "Eb!" exclaimed Frank; what is it., my good friend!" seen. "Til ere is another pass and it leads to. a cavern wbicb will take us A foaming torrent of water surged down through it. But upon one into the center of tbe bills; but we must first go back." side there was a high and dry platform of rock. This was certainly inttlr esting information and aroused the hopes of Grip !eel the way out upon this. all. Tben as the Whirlwind eame up be climbed on deck. To go forward was certainly out of the question, for to remove or "All right!'' he cried, gleefull.v; "til ere's not au Injun anywhere displace tbe bowlders would require tlme, and the Whirlwind certainly around here. The coast is clear." could not go around or over them. "Good for yon!'' cried Frank, joyfully. "You are a hero, Nicbolas It seemed the ouly course to go back and so it was decided. Only Grip!" one bowlde> comple:ely blocked the course in this direction. Tile gold seeker shrugged his ehoulderil as if be did uot like this asAnd Frank quickly disposed or that. '-1 1 sertion, but be said nothing. He placed A dynamite cartridge of enormous p!Jwer in the rea gun; He vrent into tbe pilot bouse now and showed Barney hovr to prohe drew a line upon the bowlder. ceed into the cauyon. Then be pressed the spring. For fully a Inile into the hills the canyon extended Bang-crash t It was !I wonderful and picturesque scene. 'rhe huge bowlder was reduced to frngments which were lodged Upon one sille rose the mighty canyon wall. against tlle canyon wall. The path was literally cleared o! tile obUpon the other the mountain torrent roamed and thun:Iered down struction. over the rocks. Barney revtlrsed the engine, and the machine began run back But after a time a levei was reached and here the water was slow ward down the canyon. and sluggish. Suddenly Wall cried: 1 And now the canyon ended in a blank wall; further progress seem" Look out, Barney! D&nger ahead!'' ed barred. Thtl warning came just in the nick of time. A wild, jeering warThe stream appnrently ran out of a high arched ca. vern. The stream whoop emanated from a clump of cedars far upon the mountain occupied the entire width of this; thtl ledge came to an end. wall. Barney brought the machine to a stop. Down into the gorge came a hnge bowlder. But its dislodgment "Begorra, phwat nowt" he cried. was premature. The Wilirlwhd stopped just in time. Nichol as Grip cried excitedly: Frank instantly sighted the rear gun. Go ahead!" He pressad spring. ' Go uhead, is itt" gasped the Celt. Shure, howiver kin I do The bomb struck in the midst o! the cedar clump. In an instant tbat!" the huge trees were shattered, and tile landslide at that spot was Can't you see? Go right Into the cavern. Don't delay!'' startlingly transformed. .. Barney was dumfounrled. He hesitated to obey this command. What became of the unwary At>ncbes there concealed was never For aught be knew this woulll be certain ruin and destruction. He known. They were not seen nor heard from again. had not sufficient confidence in the eccentric gold seeker; so he conOn dovrn tbe canyon the Whirlwind now ran. tinned to hesitate. Soon they were once more out upon the plain. Then Nicholas Grip, the gold-seeker, pointed to tbe southward. Go on for a mile in that 'ere direction," be said. I'll tell ye when we cum tew it.'' Is this secret path known to the Indians!" asked Frank. The gold-seeker shook his bead. "Nobody knows about the cave but me," he declared. "It Is a hard place to lin1l, Go on as I tell ye." Accordingly the Whirl wind kept on to the southward. At the base or the bill the machine ran on for a mile, o& ordered by Grip. Then the gold-seeker put up his Barney brougbt tbe macbine to a stop. Grip waited until it lind stoppPd entirely then leaped down upon the ground. He walked forward for some distance over a ridge of land. He :one for some minutes. At this point there were clumps of southern pines and mesquites. These ted the slope here and tbere. Uglll' exclaimed Wall, "this is a lonesome spot. I don't see why Satan should not pre-ampt this spot and instituttl a new Hades." "Indeed you a.re right," laughed Frank. "What fantastic forms the rocks hav.el There is a erode representation of his Satamc majesty done in sandstone ovor yonder.'' The curious shapes of the rock formation 'l"ere indeed remarkable. The Imagination needed not great amount of stretcbing to make the rocks into all sorts of ghoulish and fantastic shapes. While studying these features Talcot chanced to gaze back over the mountain range. He gave a start. "Look!'' he cried with thrilling force. "Wb!lt are they up to nowt" New signal ll.res were seen hlazing from almost eyery peak. It was very evident that tile Apache!! Wtlre concocting some new method of attack upon their foe. There seemed not a trace of the red foe in this vicinity. But it is a very trite saying in the Southwest tbat "When no Apache is in sight be sure there are plenty near.'' So the travelers did not accept any undue risk, but kept a sharp lookout. What bas become or Grip!'' suddenly asked Wall, anxiously. "Can anything have happened to him?" Indeed, the goldsaeker's absence bad been quite extended. rwenty and then thirty minutes came and passed. All now began to feel worried. It was by no means impossible that he had been ambushed aod killed by l!lkulking Apaches. "Upon rny worody ought to go an' look fo' !Jim," said Pomp. "Bejnbers, I'll be wan!" cried Barney, eagerly. "Will yez Jet the two av us go, Misther Frank?" Hold on-tl.wre's no need or it!" cried Wall, suddenly. "As I live there he is!" Sure enough Grip now appeared to view over the ridge or land. He stood up quite erect and made some beckoning signs. "Go ahead with the machine, Barney!" cried Frank; "htl is beck oning to us to come on!" 1 CH PTER VIII. THE SECRET V.\LLEY.-THE FOOTPRINTB. THis made Grip furious. "Why don't you go ahead, you clown!'' he yelled, "do as I tell ye." "Begorra, I'm no sich fool ns to risk goin' Inter all that wathert" persisted the Celt, stubboruly. "But it's not deeu!'' "I'm not so shore av that!" Nicholas Grip swore roundly for a moment. Then he ran out upon deck nod leaped over the rnil. Along tl;e shelf of rock he rnn and straight into the cavern. Bnuey saw that at the point where he entered, the water wus certainly not ankl" deep. "Begorra, that's quare enough!'' muttered the Celt, "if it's no deeper than that allure the mncbioe will go all roightl" At this moment Frank came forward. "We will trust hiru, Burney!" he said. "I see it all I think. This is the way the entrance to tile cavern is made, The channel or the stream is on the other side nod the ledge extends into tile place, but. is overll.owed with the high current." 'l'his was a correct solution. The machine entered the cavern. As it was intensely dark in the place, Frank turned on the search light. The Wbirlwiild crept cautiously along over the submerged shelf. For 1\ hundred yards this was necessary. Then tile cavarn broadened several hui.dred feet, and a uistant gleam or daylight was seen. Frank understood now exactly the character or the place. This cavern was nothing more nor Jess than tile outlet of the river from an mner valley . It was certlinly a secret nod safe way or getting into tile hills. Theordin.ary explorer wouhl never have dreamed of entering the cavern through the apparent flood or water. B11t there were few parts or these bills thut old Nicholas Grip was evidently not familiar with. Frank realized the keen advantage of having secured his services. They were almost invaluable, Grip led the way through the entire cavern on foot. The passage did not occcpy over hal[ an lwur. Then the machine emerged into a green verdure-clad pocket In the hills. Steep heigbts arose upon all sides. In most partt1 tl:ese were un scalable. Grip bad a smile of grim triumph upon his face as he came along side the Whirlwind. He clambered up on the deck and !<'rank cried: "What a feat you have accomplished friend Grip. We should never have dreamed of this place as btJing in existence." "There's not an Injin in the Apache tribe knows of it," said the gold-seeker, positively. We are all sale hrre. What is more we're not half a mile from tbe hidden can you and its mystery." Its mystery?" asked Frank. Why, yes!" replied Grip, haven't ye ever heerci of that?'' "Never!" replied Frank. "Why, its upper end is harnted, they say, by ghosts. Ther Apache

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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. never go up into thet part of ther canyon. It's too skeery fer them." "Oh, 110 Indian superstition.'' Grip opened llis eyes and closed tham again in an expressive way. Is itT" he exclaimed. "W&ll, now, ye don't need to allow tllet I'm superstitious." "I sboulll say not!" Yet I ldn testify that thet part of ther Hidden Canyon is barn ted by ghosts !" 1 F rank was astonished. "You are uot seriousf' I nn1!" "Ghost s?" "Ye&, an' I've seen 'em, long white robes ned all.'' Grip spoke positively. Frank saw that be was in dead earnest. Here was a new phase in the affair upon which tbe young inventor bad not counted. He was puzzled. Yet be was too politic to dispute Grip. The gold-seeker threw off his coat, aurl said: We mought as well make ourselves comfortable hyar until nightfall. We kain't visit the canyon safely until then." What, then we caunot reach it with the Whirlwind?" asked Frank. "I'm not suttin yit. We've got to do SO)Ile l)rospectin' lust. I think thar's a way the machine kin be got up thar. But we'll pay a visit to the place "And see tbe ghosts!" laughed Frank. Grip did not reply. He hall stretl:hed himself oot in a chair on the deck and appeared to bf) obliviou3 of all about him. Frank exchanged glances with Wall. Both left the deck of the ma chine, and sauntered down to the bank of the river near. They were intensely interested in tllis remote and secret valley in the hills wllich was not known to be in existence even to the cunning red men. The fact that they were so near the Hidden Canyon, and that they were likely toHeteyes upon it very soon, gave tllem a thrill, Wall par ticularly. He wall much excited, and was doubtless counting the moments until he shouhl be able to effect tbe rescue of his darling child. Along the bank of lhe river they were strolling, and Frank bad just said: Only think; other than Grip we are the ooly white men, even visitants or this secret valley!" "Or human bein"s likely!" ''Aye!" Then both paused. At the same moment tbey had caugh'. sight of an object which ln d .. ed gave them n most startling thrill. in the smooth sand of the river bank, were footprints. They were made by a white man also, witllout dou!Jt, for the imprint of heel an4 sole wascertainly that of a leather boot. For a moment. were too astonished to speak. Then Frank shouted: Grip, 'l_Otpe i'lere, q nick!" The gold-se'eker heard the aall and quickly responded. As he came up, Frank pointed to the footprints. Words cannot express tile sensauon and emotion betrayed by the gold-seeker's face. For a moment lie regarded tbe footprints with di-lated eyes. Then he gasped: Some one else knows of the valley, and comes here. That's dnrned queer!" .And a white man, tool" said Frank. Grip slowly nodded his head. I Oan it be that some one of the ghosts made those tracks?" asked Wa.ll. Grip did not seem to heed this last remark. He got down and e'J[. amined the footprints. He tried to follow the trail. But the spongy mass, like soil or the bank, preclused this. However, he did observe: The tratl leads toward thet Hidden Canyon. Keep yer heads cool, friends. We'll know more about thisllefore many.days!" Truly here was a mystery of co light sort. Ita solution, however, w a s determine<.l upon by all. Frank had a Sllcret theory that the footprints in some way con nected with ghostly inhabitants of the upper 'canyon. He was de termined t o investigate the ghost story. He mentioned this to Wall. I'm with you!'' cried the ranchman. "I always did have a weak-ness for ferreting out ghosts. We will sift it!" H we see them!'' "Yes!" "I ratber doubt that part of Grip's story." "Yet everything he has mentioned thus far has come true!" That Is so!" Thll reealt or all this was that all in the party anxiously awaited the coming of darkness so that the proposed visit to tile Hidden Canyon could be made. .At length darkness began to shut down. Pomp had prepared an app11tizlng meal to which all did ample justice. It contributed not a little to the rejuvenation of the spirits of all in the party. Nicholas Grip was as silent and non-commitalas ever. But there was a troubled light In his eyes, as if something troubled him. Doubtless it was the mystery of the footprints in tbe river sand. However tllis wai, nobody ventured to enter into an argument with him upon tile subject d'nd so lle was left to his own meditations. Darkness came, but it was not llluckness. The ailver moon rode hi:.th in the blue heavens, anti bathed the landscape with a silver radi ance. Will that balk us!" asked Frank, as he saw Grip stadying the sky. "Yew bet not!'' replied the gold-seeker. "It will help us, I reckon." How soon will we start!'' I reckon naow !'' "Good!'' It was arrang:ed that Tom Talcot and Pomp should rem ain to guard the Whirlwind. Frank, and Barney and Wesley Wall were to accompany Grip. Armed to the teeth and fully equipped they set out. Across Ue valley they walKed and tllon begau to cli111b an ascent, which seenhlll \o lend them h1-1tween high hills. Here was a sort or narrow pass which could not be seen from the valley. Grip fell back to Frank's side, and said: "I reckon the machine could go through here!" "Oh, yes," replied Fmrlk; "with the greatest of easel" "'l'hen it kiu IJe taken clown inter ther Hidden Canyon," affirmed the !-!:Oltl seeker; "i.hat is a great point!" "Indeed it declared Frank. ''I am hopeful of succless." "Nicholas Grip never did fail!'' declared the gold seeker, shutting his lips tightly. Tue party pressed on through the gap, keeping cautiously In shad ows. Suddenly Grip paused. "Look yender!" he wllispered, hoarsely. All eyes were turned in the indicated direction. There, against the smooth and rocky wall of a mountain was the reflection of a brilliant light. It covered the entire mountain side :mj was intensely bright. The explorers gazed at it wonderingly. "lt is a reflection from tber camp-fires of ther reds in ther Hidden Canyon!" declared Grip. "Ah! then we are above them?" asked Frank. Sartin! Ye'il S \'e ther hull of 'em soon." And a few moments Iuter Grip led the party out upon a ehelf of rock which hung over a mighty gorge. Far below was tile Hidden C r myon, a long and narrow TUlley, deep down among the stupendous bills. It was well named the Hidden Canyon, for it was certainly hidden until one came upon it nil at once. And deep down tber e in the canyon a thrilling scene was revealed to the sight of the entire party. They gazed upon it with thrilled interest. It was the encampment of an immense body of Indilms. Apaches they were and their number must have been in tbe thousands. There were tepees and raucherias of bark and skin, with huge baskets and earthen bo'flS for water lying about. HundredR or savngas were figuring in tl!e routine of the encamp-ment of braves, squaws anti children. The glare of the campfies was ,powerfuland lit up tbis part of the canyon well. Truly a more secure or better hiding-place for Cut Nose's villainous go.,ng could not be imagined. CHAPTER IX. THE GHOSTS. FoR eome while the party of while men gazed upon the Indian en cam)Jtnent silently. Then Wall said: Only to tbiul;. Perhaps my little girl is somewhere dowa there a prisoner in their rniJst .'' "Begorra, if so thin she's bikely to remain sot" cried Barney. "Shore we niv e r cud git tbe Whirlwind down there!" Indeed, this seemed true. The walls of the gorge were very high and precipitous. There seemed no way for the Whirlwind to geL down into the place. But Frank said: "Never mind! We can command the whole valley from this point with the electric guns?'' "And br10g them to terms quickly enocgh!" said Wall. On me worutl. that is tlle way to fool tile omadtJOuns, bad cess to them!" declared Barney. Nicholas Gnp made no comment. After they had studied the Indian encampment awhile, he said: "Now, let us visit the UpJier Canyon, or the Haunted' Valley." "Is that n e cessary?'' asked Frank. "It moug:bt be," said Grip, curtly. "You mougbt like to see the ghosts, too!" "Certainly," cried Wall. "You are in that, eb, Frank?" Oh, of course," luughecl the young inventor. But it was evident that Grip took 111atters seriously. He seemed te be a lirm belieller in the ghost theory. It caused Frank a smile. He dill not wholly discredit the gold seeker's afllrmnlions. But he did disblllieve In the ghosts. He was certain tbat seme nat ural pbenomen!' would explain away t he whole thing. So he laughed softly to himself as they strode away upon tile curious errand to the upper canyon.

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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. 11 A ball hour later, after a tortuous way through sycamore scrub ant t rl.'cky dells, the p a rty came out upon the verge of a canyon wull. It was the u p per end or the Hidden Canyon. All gazed upon the mounllt scene lJelow. It diff e red from the Lower Canyon, only in the fact tliat it was, if anything, more deeply walled in by high clills of stone. But Grip pointed to the nortil side, and s'nid: ... Yonder is tile long shelf of rock along which the ghosts take their walk. Keep a sharp eye out!" E ven as lle spoke a curious blue and ghostly light seemet.l to run al o ng the canyon wall. It was followed by other tiny globules which seemed like will-o' the. whisps gamboling madly along the dizzy height. Frank watched the exhibition. "Just as I tiJOughtl" he muttered. "Some natural phenomenal" But the next moment a startling vision rewarded the of all. Out upon tbe can you wall came aline or white forms. Tbey looked l ike monks in cowls and gowns or purest snow white. Astoded all gazed upon the strange sight. Along the mountain wall these dismal ligures seemed to glide rather than to walk. Frank Reade, Jr., gazed at the sight keenly. He was a skeptic. "Those nre human heings,'' be muttered; "but what is their game!" This was the mystery. H they were white men (for they could hardly be Indians) what was their motive in tlleir fantastic net! It might be a subterfuge to drive away the deadly A11aches; but what on earth coultllnduce white men to dwell in this Godfornsken wllderness! However, it was enough to knew that they did dwell here. Not for a moment did Frank Reude, Jr., regard the strange ligures as any 1hing bot tangible flesh and blood. "There's some game to this,'' he muttered. "I can't understand it, bot I mean to find out.'' But Grip now gave all a surprise. He hsd stood watching the races or the others more than he did tha strange ligures in white. Now he cried to Frank: Now what do ye think or It, palt" he cried. "Do ye believe any In !!hosts now!'' frank shrugged his shoulders. "Those are not he said. What are they then!" Human beings." f Do ye thin" sof' .... Yes." I want to ask you a question.'' .. Well!" "II a man should fire at those critters, and he was a dead shot, what would you expect to see!" I sbonhl expect to see the other man fall," said Frank. .. Wall, look at this." The old scout put a good charge into his gun. He elevated tha mozzie and took clllliberate aim at the ghoatlf ligures. The others watched with Interest. Crack! The rille spoke sharply. Nqt one In the party lJut expected to see one or the ghostly figures fall; but Litis did not happen. Grip turned and recocked the repee..er. He handed the rifle to Fr a nk. "Take aim!'' he cried. "See if ye kin do y better." Frank took the rille but hesitated. I dislib:e to take human life," he enid. Ye can't do it!" declared Grip, positively. "Go ahead an' fire, I tell yet" Thus adjured Frank lifted the rifle tb his shoulder. He glanced along the sight carelully, selected the leading ligure, and pulled the trigger. The young inventor was a good shot. He could have been almost sure of bringing down his man at that distance. But-a surprise was in atore for hirn. The figur e marched on in its gliding way as though it were but alr, and not vulnerable to bullets. Something like a peculiar sanse or awe which he did not like to admit came over Frank. He lowered the nile and stared at the distant target. '' Tlluccer!" he exclaimed, "that is mighty queer!" Nicholas Grip laughed softly. What d1d I tell ye!" he declared, Ye can't bring down spirits with leau balls I kin tell ye!'' ''That is very queer, Frank," said Wesley Wall. "Uah! I can't say that I like the looks or the thing. Let's get out or tiiiH! B <1rne y's hair was on end, and he was shivering like a dog without his skin All the superstitious terror of hia nature was aroused. B eg orra, It's a procession of banshees!" he declared. Bad luck to lh!m, we'll betther git out of here!" Frank Rea r le, Jr., had not a particle of superstition in his natu:e, and in spite of nil the ghostly manifestations he had 8een, he would vot yet yield to such a belief. "Pshaw!" he exclaimed angrily, that is all tomfoolery! Some elever rascals are playing a sharp game.'' It Is queer, though, that i! they are hnman beings, neither you nor -Grip could drop one of them," said Wall. "Ah, but they may be protecte l in some secret manner," declared Frank. "Yon may !le very sure such is the case." Do you really think so?" "Of course I do." Before more could be said, however, the lights and tke whitellgures vanished as if by magic. Tlte utmost blackness reigned in the spot where they had been. For some moments all i!l t!ie party remainet.l silent; only Frank Reade, Jr., did not incline to a superstitious lear Even Wesley Wall, practical man that be was, felt nervous. If it had been anything which be could have comprehended this would not have 9een so. But he was wliolly unable to understand the queer manifestations. Frank Reade, Jr., wns not long, however, in bittmg upon a theory, though for the Lime he kept it to himself. But Nicboiali Grip was anxious to make action. He exclaimed: Well, what shall we do, cap'en! Do you want to bring your elec tric guns up here and attack t11e reos ter-nightT" Frank hesitated Wesley Wal!, who was eager for expeditious work cried: "Yes, by all mGans let us do it. Can we not, Frank?" The young inventor was silent a moment. He was considering the advisability of the move. Bad there been some strategic plan he would have preferrell it. But he could tilink of none. It would have been an easy enough matter to open fire upon the en Cll!npmeut in the Hidden Canyon from that runge and speedily de stroy it. But on the other hand, would it ensure the safe recovery of Corinne Wall, which was alter nil the main object of the expectation. If she was a prisoner In some one of tbe tepees below, it Wll! pos slble that she might receive a fatal wound from some one or the bombs, as well as any of the red foe. Ttis was certainly a consideration not to be ignored and Frank realized it well. But he llnally decided. We will bring the machme up here!" he declared, "then we can decide upon the next move!'' "Good!" cried Wall, I hope that all will be for the besLI" We all hope that I reckon," said Grip. With this conclusion, tbe little party o! rescuers turned back down the mountain. The course which it was deemed easiest Cor the Whirlwind to take was carefully marked out. It did not require a great length o! time for them to return safely to the Whirlwind. Pomp and Talcot welcomet.l them warmly. The Whirlwind was at once started up the ascent and into the gap between the bi)ls. Soon it was upon the upper level, and progress the rest of the way was easy. It was stationed at a point from whence a good view of both the up per and lower canyo!ls could be had. It would now have been a very ea&y matter Cor the young Inventor to have destroyed the encampment so far below. But be decided not to do it. "I have ar.other and a better plan," be said. Wall was extremely impatient. Bot he did not demur at this decis ion of Frank's. He knew that the young inventor understood his business, and he had full conlidence in his superior judgment. It was now some past midnght. .All1 were upon the deck, when sudden!) Barney gave a groan or terror. Begorra, there is the banshees a gin!'' he cried, "bad cess to thim!'' The same strange light lit up the wall or the upper canyon, and again the white ligures were seen gliding across. 4 For a moment Frank Reade, Jr., watched the scene with indecisIon. Then he exclaimed: "By heaven, I will unravel that mystery!'' Quick as a flash be ran forward and drew the slide or the search. l : ght. It was a risky move. for it might reveal the presence of the Whirl wind to the Apaches on the other Bot Frank WILS so intent in his purpose that he lid not heed this !act. The glare of -the light fell full and fair upon the canyon wall. Almost iqstantly a blood-cardling shriek rose upon the air of the canyon, and the white figures disappeared. Tnere was revealed the wall of the canyon plain as day. But not a sign of the spirits could be seen, nor was there any Indi cation that they had ever been there. Not the slightest foothold tor a human being was visibl e . Frank kept the glare or the search-light upon the spot some mo ments. Then he shut it on. All was darkness. The ghosts had truly taken flight. "That's a clever trick, however it's done,'' muttered the young inventor, "but I think I can unearth the secret!" He turned to Wa.ll. (don't see as WA can do anything at present with the Apaches!" he said. "I am interested in this ghost story, and I think first it will be advisable to solve the mystery. It may lead to vuluahle discoveries.

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J 12 FRANK READE, JR!S _PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. I CHAP'l'ER X. THE SECRET MINE, VERY well!'' agreed the ranch owner, readily. I leave all in your hands, Mr. Reade. Can I assist youf" "It is possible," replied Frank. Pomp, I want you to get ready to go with me!" "A'rigllt, sah," replied the darky, with much alacrity. Frank's preparations were quickly made. He took a long coil of wire which was connected with the dynamos allll a telegraph sounder and connecting battery. Barney was to remain In the pilothouse and follow certain instructions given by Frank. Grip bad stood by nonchalantly pntil now. Then be said: Well, Mister Reade, wba about me?" "Ob, you!" exclaimed Frank, "or course I want you with me. Let us be off!" And the three explorers left the deck of the Whirlwind and set forth in the utter darkness. Frank paid out the wire as he went on. Barney bad his orders to, at a signal from Frank b)' means or the sounder, connect the wire with the dynamo and turn on the full current. Along the wall of the canyon the three men silently made their way. It was some three hundreJ yards around to the brink of the precipice above the spot where the ghosts walt' want!" I want you to lower me over the edge. I will signal you when to stop or to pull me up. See!" "All rigllt," agreed Grip. Frank sli!l over the verge of the cliff. Down lle slid along the face or the cliff. Suddenly 11is feet encountered something which was adjusted to the face of the cliff. He reached :!own nnd put his hand upon it. It was a wire. "I tlloU!!:ht so!" he muttered. There were a number of wires running acrosd the face f/. the clilf. Frank grasped one or them ana made his way along around an angle in tile wall. This brought him to a cretice which could only be seen from a cer tain angle. All was darkne s in the crevice. Nerve was one of the young .nventor's characteristics. He did not hesitate to step boldly into the crevice. He felt a draue;ht of a:ir, and with a thrill realized that there must bs a sizable cavern beyond. What mystery was all this! Frank knew that this could never be the work nf the Apaches. Per haps a balid of outlaws occupied the place. He crept into the crevice. Disengaging the rope by which he had descended, he tied it to a spur or rock, and tlleu crept nto the caveru.4 He carried the slender dynamo wire and the telegraph wire which he paid out from the spools as ue went on. He listened cautiously, and was given a stnrt when be came suddenly face to face with a numller or wilite ligures. But they were inanimate. Ha put out his hand and felt of them. "Puppets strung on a wire!" he muttered, that explains why the bullets did not bring them down!" 'l'lle wires were so cleverly arranged that tbe puppets could lle made to travel back and forth across the cliff in mid air. There was a smell of phosphorus and llrimstoue, which explained bow the sepulchralligllt was mn:le. But where was the human operator of this strange device? 'l'his was the query which uow occurred to Frank, and which greatly ioterP.sted him. He was determined to ascertain. Suddenly he paused as he was groping his way along iu the dark. A distant peculiar sound came to his hearing. He placed Ilia ear to the wall of the passage, nod listened. There was no mistake. He beard quite plainly the regular methodical ring .untl thud or a pickax far in the distance. Like a flash the explanation of all came to Frank. It was a secret mine. 'l'he ghost game was a device for keeping the stealthy .Apaches at bay and protecting the miners at their work. But who were the miners? 1 Fr:mk knew well enough that there were many rich mines of gold in these hills, but that as a rule they could not be safely worked for fear of the murderous Apache. II it was true that white men were thus Se'\redy delving for treasure in these hills, their methods were iugenions nod their coura<>e certainly great. "' It was intensely dark 1n the passage, but Frauk puslled on slowly. Suddei_IIY he came to an angle in the wall; here the passage inter sected w1th another. A cold draught came from a passage to the rigllt. "That leads to the open air,'' thought Frank. "I shall go to the left." He was guided now by the ring of picks, and he heard the hum or voices. Pushing ahead, he turned another angle in the pa.ssage and came upon an astounding scene. 1 A dozen roughclad meu occupied a high arched cavera cuamber, which was lit by oil lamps protected by screens of wire. They were dil!gwg in the alluvial soli of the cavern tloor. By the light of a lantern on the ground near Fran if saw u. heap of y!>llow stones. He knew that they were nuggets of gold. No doullt a mighty fortune was there represented. The :young in ventor geze.:l upon the scene with interest. What should he do! He tried to probe the character of secret miners by their faces. They all looked honest to him. His mind was instantly made up. He stepped boldly into the cavern, and said: "How nre you, friends! I give you goou cheer!" The effect of tlus was startling. Excited cries went up, and th& miners
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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND. 13 "What IS the matter, Bill Gaines?" erled Bruce, leaping forward. What bas g ona wrong?" "We are lost!" crid the man hoarsely. "Lost!" Yes, the savages have discovered the entrance unaer the mesquite clump and are now ou their way in he' re! They will annihilate the whole of us!" It was a most horrifymg declaration. Entrapped in the secr.et mine terrible Indeed would be the result. A battle under ground would ensue. It could have but one result. The savage s from mere or numbers would triumph. The miBPrs would be butchered like rats in a trap! For a moment a terrible silence reigned. lt needed no explanation for Frank Reade, Jr., to comprehend the situation. But he was cool and calm . He did not share the ,!!eneral excitement of the miners. Perhaps thera was a good reason for thit. "My God!'' exclaimed Bruce, "We are iG a bad trap, Mr. Reade.'' you not hold the red toe at asked Frank. How can we do so!" "Why not!'' "Their numbers are overpowering!'' I think l could do so!" The miners stared at Frank No donbt thtl)' marveled at his coolaess. Tbe young inventor smiled. How long wlll 1t take the Indians to reach usr be asked of Gaines who bad brought the alarm. Not more than tweuty minutPs I should say," be replied. Oh well, that is time enougbl" declared Frank. "We will give them a bot reception!" H e had left the spools the electric wire at the entrance to the cave. lie quickly advanced and picked them up. JL. was but a momem's work to adjust the sounder anf,l battery. 'I.'bm1 be pressed th,e key. 'l'he mmers wa.tched him curiously. On boartl the Whirlwind Barney heard the clicking call. He in stantly rushed to the key and made reply. Are you there, Barney!" Frank. Yes,'' was the reply. Be ready then to make connections with the d!namo, when you hear from me again." "All right,'' c ame back the reply. Frank now laid down the sounder. He picked up the larger wire and proceeded to string it zig-zag across the passage about one hun dred feet !rem its end. l it did not take long to do this; then be pressed the telegraph key. In an instant be knew that the full force of the dynamo was in the wire. Alread y far down the passage lights were !lashing. Distant y e lls were beard The savages were coming. Frank and the miners crouched back in the shadows and out or range. The crack of rill e s woke the echoes of the passage. The savages were into the cave. But tbe bullets tlattened themselves against the cavern wall. No harm was done. Frank w a ited with taut nerves for the brat contact with the live wire. The next moment it came. The result was thrilling. A terrible a g onized death yell went up on the air of the passage. The savage was hurled back as if by giant bands. l'be dead l y wire was, or course, unseen in the gloom. Another savage cam e across it. Of course this was just as fatal as t!Je first contact. But the savages m the rear of the fated ones thought they bad been killed by bullets. And on they came. One after another struck the deadly wire, and was knocked lifeless. 'l:hose in tile rear, seeing so m:lJly of their colleagues fall dead at this one point, naturally caught the alarm. The Ind i an, when face to f ace with a narrow passage of death, is a rank towa rd. Therefore, the savages were impelled by sheer horror to halt in their eourse. The tide was turned. The astonished miners were altogether at a loss to explain the at lair. How the sav a ges could meet such a sudden and certain fale wa3 a bit of a mystery. "Is it electricity!" asker! Bruce of Frank, "A po werful current! ' declared the young inventor, contact with the wire is death!" "You don't say so? Where do you get the power!" "From the dynamos on board the Wilirlwind," replied Frank. Sho! dill you bring a wire with you all the way into thls.cave!'' "I did!" replied Frank, "and it's mighty lucky for us that I did!' "I should say Rot" The sav a ges'bad thrown themselves Oat upon the Door of the pas sage, and were making their way slowly along in thia manner. But Frank bad provid f o r just such a contingency as this. One of the coils lay next t:Je ground. The foremost savage of course could not avoid coming in con tact with it. He leaped several teet in the air and died with one awful yell or angaish. This was enough tor the Apaches. I Once more their fears wPre. aroused. They could not do battle with such a terrible unseen and intangible foe. Their superstition prevailed, and convinced that the evil spirits defended the cave tbey broke aud !led incontinently. The victory was \\"On. 'l'he lives of all in the cavern were saved, thanks to Frank's marvel ous method or repelling the foe. The excitement of the miners was intense. ' That was wonderful work, Mr. Reade!" cried Bruce, "truly you have nothing to fear from the savages!" Ah, yes I hnv.,!'' said Frank. "What Ia that, pray!" I fear that they will do great harm to little Corinne before I can rescuA her!" It is strange that they have not done so before?" ventured one of the miners, I llelieve her abduction was not altogether the work of Cut Nose," said Frank. Ab !'' exclaimed Bruce. 1 Did you ever bear of a certain cut-throat and deperado, named Bill Shurpt" "Bowie Bill Sharp!" Bruce. "Why, yes. He is band In glove with Cut Nose. I have often seen him down the.re in the canyon with I tbe Apache chief." Do you mean that?" cried Frank, excitedly. Of c:mrse I do." "Tilen that is evidence enough to hang him. Gentlemen, I must leave you n:>w. 1 have quick work to do," Where are yon going!" asked Bruce. "Back to the Whirlwind." One moment.'' "Well!" "Can we not go with you? We are anxious to see this thing out. We have nothing to gain by staying here now for our secret mine is discovered.'' "If you chose you can," replied Frank. "It will necessitate being drawn up over the cliff." __/ "We are aare'eable.'' All right." Let us then be off." Frank struck the key. Barney at once responded. "Shut off t he current," wired Frank. "All right!" came back the reply. Then the current left the deadly wires, and they were once more harmless. Frnnlc then proceeded to re-roll them on the spools, and thus made his way rapidly back to the crevice in the cliff by which be bad entered. Pomp, Nicholas and Grip were waiting for him there. !'.t a signal from Frank tiley quickly drew him up over the edge. It required but a f e w words for Frank t o tell them c;>f his experience. It is needless to say that they were intensely interested. The rope was lowered for the secret miners to use One by one they came quickly up over 'the brow or the cliff. But Frank aud Pomp aud Grip did not wait for them. The young inventor knew that be must make prompt action. It was necessary to reach the Whirlwind and open an attack upon the red foe at once. When the machine wus reached, Barney, Talcot and Wall, were eagerly awaiting t 'bem. Frank hastily recited his experiences, and then said: There is only one way to do, and that is to openly attack the Apaches right in their den. We have them practically entrapped." "You are right, Frankl'' cried Wall. "Let us wipe off the face of the ear til!'' "I have evidence that Bill Sharp is in league with Cut Nose." "Theu destroy whole camp, root and branch! We will have to take chances on doing harm to Corinne though--'' All exchanged glancea Here was a most dubious point. But ll'rank said: With t ,IJe aid of the search-light I think we can distinguish the savages and aim oul to keep them from escaping from the trap.'' 1 We ought to be able to do that." No further time wae wast e d. But even as Frank went out upon deck he saw!that the gray light of dawn was breaking in tbe east. "That is good!" be cried joyfully. "We shall soon have daylight to aid us.'' He at once perceived a startling state oi affairs in the valley below. The Indians bad in some w a y got the alarm and the whole camp was in a state or great confusion and exc i tement. Frank saw that tile savages were trying to get out or the valley by the lower end. He smiled grimly. I wiU stop that!" he muttered. It was but a moment's work to pot a projectile in the breecn of the electric gun. 'fben lie sighted it for n huge rock at the extremity of the Hi
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FRANK READE, JR.'S PRAIRIE WHIRLWIND The savages were thrown in to a state of the most frantic of ter ror. They were wholly uncontrollable. Daylight bad broken over the valley, and they saw the objectof their terror fat above them on tlle canyon wall. The Prairie Whirlwind ,looked to them a grim destroyer, and they were more than ready to come to terms CHAPTER :ltii. 1'HE END. IT was a thrilling scAne indeed. The secret miners, under the lead of Bruce, were oosconced up_on the canyon wall engaged in picking 1 off the Apaches with their rilles. Nicholas Grip was right in llis element. Every time a shell burst in the valley he leaped i!J the air and sJJout ed with great glee. ''Give it to 'em!" he yelled. "Their day has come! Cut Nose will never reign in these 'ere hills agio!" .Barney and Pomp, as well as Taicot and Wall, were on the lookout. for some sign of Corinne. But if she was in the Apache camp she was not to be seen. But of a sudden a new developemeut turned up. Barney, wbo had been scanning the scene intenlly, suddenly cried: "Begorra, Misther Frank, wud yez luk at the loikes av that!" Frank saw the thrilling move at the same moment. Across the lower end of the valley two ponies suddenly dashed. Each had a rider. One was a powerful framed white man with broad sombrero. The other was the slender form of a young girl whose arms were bound tightly and who was alao bound to the saddle!. For 11 moment the sight nearly drove the rescuers frantic. "Corinne!" shouted the frantic father. "My child! Oll, save her!" There was no doubt but that the frantic man would have leaped over t\te verge of the clill' bad not Burney and Pomp held b1m back. "It is Corinne!" said Talcot, tensely, "and that is Bill Sharp the renegade!" 'l'he villain knew that be was safe from the projectiles, for Frank would not riilk the injury to Cbrinue. He was practically beyond rille range. His purpose no doubt was to escape with his fair prize. At the eutrauce to the narrow pasa leading out of the hidden can yon he turn ad and waved biB sombrero jeeringly. Then hoth vauislled. "Stop him, my God! Is. there no way to save her!'' screamed Wall, excitedly. Yes!" cried Frank Reade, Jr., in trumpet tones. "Get aboard here, all of you!" Hurrah!" cried Talcot. We have broken up the viper's nest. Now, we must run him to earth. We will overtake him and save cor inoe.'' "We will, if it is within human power," declarl!ld Frank. All phed aboard 'the Whirlwind. The miners, under John Bruce; ranged themselves along the deck. And Frank went to the wheel. r It was a rough ride down through the gnp int.o the Hidden Valley. The progress through the cave and the water was necessarily slow. But soon they emerged, ami were bowling along tlie smooth shelf beside the canyon torrent. 'l'he further they wer.t the smoother grew the course, and additional speed was pnt on. Suddenly the machine shot out upon the level plain. Along the base or the Apache bills 1t thundered. Every eye was on the lookout for the vlllaiu Sharp and his prize. It was a moment of intensity. There was a pass leading up the entrance of the bidden can yon. Here was where he must emerge. EYery eyd was upon t he spot. Had he emerged, and wag' he safe now in some distant hiding placet It was a momentous question. HOW TO DO .SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS-Embracing all of the latest and most decepti"7e card tricks with illustrations. By A. Anderson. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers, or we will send it to you by mail, postage free upon receipt of price. Address Frank Tousey, Publisher, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. P. 0. Box 2730. HOW TO DO ELECTRICAL a large col lection of instructive and highly amusing electrtcal tricks, to gethe r with illustrations. By A. Anderson. Price 10 cents. For sal e by all newsaealers, or sent, post-paid, upon receipt of the price. Andres Frank Tousey, Publisher, 34 & 36 North Moore St., New York. P. 0. Box 2730. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL TRICKS-Containing over one hun dred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrated. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers, or sent post-paid, UIJOn rer.eipt of price. 'l Address Frank Tousey, Publisher, 34& 36 North Moore Street, electt New York. P. O.Box 2730. But Frank did not believe this. The machine had made a quick run down out of the bills. It VI'Ould seem certain tllat the outlaws would be cut off. Yet he was not in sight, On ran the Whirlwind with increased speed. or a sudden a :yell went up. There he :s!" It required cot a second glance for Frank Reade, Jr., to see that this was true. Down out of the pass there dusbed the two ponies. Sharp seemed aghast at sigtt of the Whirlwind. Doubliess he bad felt secure in his ability to get down to the prairie long be fore the machine. lts appearnuce there now right in his path was a crushing re verse for him. For a moment be was ssen to look right and lett; as if for an avenue or escape. But there was none. He IiUt spurs to his pony and a hoC race ensued along the base or the hil!s. But of course the Whirlwind bad th(l advantage. It rapidly and as the villain looked over his shoulder llis face could be seen con torte
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